Archive for March, 2009

• 31.03.09 What’s So Scary About Death?
  

  I hate that I spent so much of my life afraid of death.
  I hate that I was brought up shielded from the realness.
  Telling children there is a place called hell is torture.
  Telling children there is a place called heaven may not be torture but it’s still a lie.
  Let people open their eyes. They may see [...]

  
  
• 27.03.09 The House That Neville Built
  

  At 98 years old my grandmother could no longer look after herself and finally had to leave her house. Her husband, Neville, died about 10 years ago. He was a carpenter and built the house himself.

  It was also home to my mother and her four sibilings. I remember going to many family get-togethers with the [...]

  
  
• 21.03.09 Of A Tragedy
  

  so long
  clinging climbing crashing
  feet to torso dangling
  splashing sputtering suffocating

  
  
• 15.03.09 That’s The Thing About Living
  

  A dragonfly caught in a spider’s web. It stops struggling to watch the sun go down. Roots of mangroves intertwine. Hands joined or endless struggle.

  A forest peephole mirrors the world outside. Forgotten by tomorrow. A ripple in a creek otherwise calm. A sigh for something, somewhere.

  That’s the thing about living.

  
  
• 01.03.09 Inner Confrontation
  

  A single moment of a person’s existence captured forever so that we can attempt to see further into their soul. A resolution matters little. It’s what we learn about human nature and ourselves along the way, which makes sharing this moment worthwhile.

  My dear friend and serial model Ashleigh shaved her head last year. She asked [...]